• salvage
    grunge poetry


    i Kept drinKing n Kept smoKing hoping to relieve these horrible moments . but , you saw through the evil i do . my world was grey , you shaded it blue .…

  • poetry


    from higher frequencies borderless vibrations, away from THE third observer, who never judges whose bacK is turn’d towards an artificial trompe l’oeil, a taciturn gate-keeper, who, dress’d in rags, perches amid the pair…

  • poetry


    sit ; cross your legs , open your palms , close your eyes n be quiet . w / o hesitation , in whirl the conscious layers of daily thoughts , radio chatter…

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